Happy Time with Fuller's Delores

The Freeman appears to be a vigorous, softer version of how The New Republic might have evolved, and yes, it was considerate of them to send me a hand written card for my donation. I declined the free book. I'm tired, but I like them and I especially like Tucker's writing. When not in spastic domestic guerrilla war mode, Jeffrey Tucker is a worthy contender to debate, and perhaps one day I will leap the bar. I cannot halt at one prestige byline, and Fee is sort of a squiggly intermediate. I do not agree with all the contributors (who does?) but Jeffrey deserves praise. Don't be shocked; he aims his barbs with wicked pleasure and actually has inspired me to keep pushing, despite my demons, not that it may be enough. I don't want you to think I weep over rejections. I used to keep handwritten tabs, had hot cycles. I'm simply aging, slower, and have more imperatives about legacy, but as Fee's Communications director, Trump has an untapped brain trust he might tap into--and the man knows his Catholic Latin.